The terrain shifted subtly as they walked deeper into the basin.
The ground alternated between damp loam and pockets of drier soil tucked beneath exposed roots and stone shelves. Water murmured nearby, sometimes visible as a narrow streamlet, sometimes hidden beneath layers of moss. The air stayed cool and heavy with moisture, carrying the earthy scent of growth.
Lavayla's pace slowed again, not from caution, but from focus.
She found the first plant in one of the drier pockets, where the soil thinned and cracked faintly around a cluster of stubborn growth. Kneeling, she brushed aside debris and uncovered a gnarled, pale yellow root twisting downward like a clenched fist.
The moment she touched it, information surfaced.
[Name: Bitter Root]
[Origin: Native Plant Root Of The Beast World. Common Grade (Mid-Low Grade)]
